i have endless love for a late 80s/early 90s terrapin station done right. majestic and powerful and otherworldly. not to mention the long group improvisation that often occurred after the coda. this version has all of those. after about 11 min of the song, band subtly lifts off with an airy, flowing, bouncy and sweet jam. garcia seems to take off for his break after a few minutes but rest of the band acquit themselves nicely in his absence. phil is star here for the most part on lead bass, with nice fills from vince and midi-fied weir comping. (incredibly and annoyingly, vince actually throws in a few seconds of his ubiquitous cha-cha riff thingy, wtf?). band gets into a funky kind of syncopation before drummers take over. overall very cool! (though not as good overall or as transcendent as some of the other similar big terrapins from the era, e.g., 6/23/93). nice space tribal vibe in drumz for a few minutes before things get more spare/stark and dramatic. the guitarists enter and after a couple minutes spanish jam emerges— deconstructed and gnarly, garcia midi trumpet over the wreckage for a couple more minutes before drummers join and the full band jam gains in power and structure. pretty glorious. post drumz segment is also almost perfect with very high energy i need a miracle that everyone nails, flawless and poignant standing on the moon (garcia giving it at the end!), energized one more saturday night ends the set on a high note (this run of vegas shows must have been a blast to catch)

overall really impressive playing throughout the solid show highlighted by the terrapin>jam>drumz>spanish jam sequence

other highlights: lightning garcia runs on sugaree; solid late second quarter improv on cassidy followed by spirited don’t ease, wonderful way to end the set; appropriately dirty playing and singing on smokestack lightning.

I sang a little while and then flew on.

I had two extra Friday night tickets,on Saturday,for some reason and no Sat. night ticket. Wondering around near the gate wondering what to do, I saw the most beautiful dread-locked young female I had ever seen, holding up one finger and wearing a patch-work dress with a petticoat. I asked her if she wanted to try and walk in with my two, whole Fri. night tickets and she agreed. We walked up to the gates with hope in our hearts and love on my mind. We held hands as we approached the ticket checker. It was a young looking female checking tickets and we looked desperately into her eyes and begged "please." She just looked at us and tore the stubs off and handed them back! We were in!
Looking back, this was the best show I ever experienced with the Grateful Dead from '91 to '95. In a word "Magical."
First and second set reviews are numerous, but on a personal note, I fell deeply in love with this girl by the time I saw her doing the ho-down to "Cumberland Blues" and love has never left my memories for her. Her name was Alison and she was from Athens, GA. We spent the whole show together and at the end she saw some people she was traveling with and left me, never to be seen again. The music was epic, Jerry sounded strong, I got in for free and I fell in love with a girl I have never seen since that day.

The lightning show was the best. This was only Jerry show but I had an amazing time. I went on 5-29 too but 5-30 was 10 times better. The lightning behind the stage was amazing and it was amongst clouds with little bit of pinkish hues mixed in. Ill never forget this...EVER!

feels just like yesterday... very pure, very delicious..

I toured pretty heavily from 90-94. This is one of the top 10 shows of that time period, although I am not sure that these audio tapes can accurately convey the majesty of being there. (I know, I know, they never do...)

I had a completely effing magical experience coming out of the tunnels from the bathrooms right as Standing on the Moon bathed us all with blinding flashes of lightning out across the mountain/desert landscape. Making my way down to my friends behind the soundboard was a completely mesmerizing performance, one of those crowd strolls that just felt like a long walk across your living room with just enough time to say hi to 30,000 of your closest friends. And the SOTM was just one of those moments when Jerry really reached inside and soothed any lingering remnants of trouble in my soul.

Arrived at homebase (Phil side of the soundboard) just in time to do some tremendous cathartic boogie to One More Saturday Night. This was about as emphatically as I ever saw a dead show shake it.

This show should be an official video release.

Please?

first set has been switched w/second set in the track listing, the setlist below that has a mistake as well- first set is only listed as being a couple songs before launching into Eyes...and I am still unclear about the spanish jam (it's listed twice which is one thing,but the track that is supposed to include some of space is actually shorter than just the Spanish-Jam.) I tried to make sense out of it by comparing the lengths w/the Aud version of the same song/same night, but that makes it more confusing. see deadbase.com for a reality check. other than that it sounds great.

Hey! I was there for that and remember very clearly the clouds coming. I saw the sky turn so beautifully nasty in almost a minute, just when the spanish jam was kickin in, then they did a Rain and Snow jam for almost a minute! Remember Phil starting it? Great time! True that God was there, as I saw the rain with my eyes! Cept we didn't get wet inside, and there wasn't a roof! Man, what a great show. The rain mysteriously dissappeared bout half an hour after the show ended, and everyone left satisfied. First shows on my own without any friends able to make it, and three of my favourites to remember fondly...

maybe the storm messed up the recording gear,,,plagued by peaked levels....distortion...not a good DL>.......they are playing their asses off as usual though.....headphones don't lie

I still can't listen to the great audience copy I own. It makes the fear and loathing and pure joy I experienced this day come back in a bit too vivid a fashion.

Sure the next day had the Help Slip Franklins and the Scarlet Fire. But quite simply, this show changed my life. It's the day IT happened. The day I met Mike Steel. The day I saw God in the thunderclouds. The day they opened with a crackling Jack Straw>Sugaree. The day we sang along to High Time. The day we spotted Scott clear across the Silverbowl. The day they went into Cumberland instead of Big River. The day lightning struck all around the bowl but not a drop on us. The day of the double rainbow. The day I was so grateful to be alive. If you were there, you know what I'm talking about. Enjoy.